After doing all that, she came up from the basement, still feeling somewhat unsettled.

She really wanted to open the photo album and see what was captured.

But she feared Qin Fuhai might come back suddenly.

This villa made her feel anxious.

After calming down, she sent a message to Wang Dahai: "Done."

Wang Dahai was giving Wang Meihua a massage at the moment, his phone wedged on the table.

"Little brother, you're quite skilled with your hands."

Wang Meihua was surprised; she had thought Wang Dahai was just fumbling around carelessly, but his technique turned out to be very good.

Whether it was the strength or the location of the kneading, everything was just right, making her quite enjoy it.

And sometimes, when massaging some sensitive spots, she could feel that Wang Dahai deliberately increased his pressure, stimulating her fluttering heart.

"I've learned massage," Wang Dahai said.

"Then how many women have you massaged?"

"Just Mrs. Wang."

"Little brother, you're not being honest."

She didn't believe such a thing at all.

From their interaction last night, she could tell that Wang Dahai was also quite experienced.

Although he always pretended to be ignorant, Wang Meihua, who had encountered so many men, could easily see through it.

And just now in the restroom, Wang Dahai's nimble fingers nearly sent her to heaven.

Even when she wasn't fully conscious, her lips got a taste of it.

By the time she realized what was happening, she had already savored it.

With these moves, how could he possibly not have been with women?

This guy, not only had he been with women, but he definitely had his fair share.

But she didn't care about that; she just felt lucky to have found him.

As the massage progressed, the murmuring from Wang Meihua got louder and louder.

Wang Dahai moved in front of her to massage her shoulders, and each time he pushed down, his little Wang would touch her forehead.

Wang Meihua knew he was flirting with her, and unable to resist, she didn't last many flirtations before she reached out, took hold, and tasted it.

What followed was a natural progression.

An inevitable battle ensued.

It was more than three hours later, well past one in the afternoon, when the two emerged from the room.

Wang Meihua looked refreshed and rosy-faced; it was evident she had been well tended to.

Wang Dahai, on the other hand, was a bit spent.

Ferocious housewives, oh!

With his physique, he was almost at his limit.

"Little brother, are you hungry? Big sister will treat you to a meal."

"A bit hungry."

"Let's go have barbecue; you have to eat plenty, okay?"

Wang Meihua squinted her eyes with a knowing charm.

Wang Dahai was a little shaken by her look.

This woman, she wouldn't be planning to continue after the meal, would she?

When they arrived at a nearby restaurant, Wang Meihua ordered a lot of beef.

Wang Dahai was famished and finished off seventy percent on his own.

After a full meal, Wang Meihua said, "Little brother, you didn't book a room by the hour, did you?"

"No."

"I ate too much and feel a bit sleepy, need to go back and rest a while."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dahai knew—she wanted more.

This woman was truly a force of nature.

Although his back was sore, Wang Dahai did not retreat in the face of this battle.

He refused to believe that he couldn't handle this woman.

"Mrs. Wang, can you really handle it?" Wang Dahai stretched his hand under the table, making his way up her thigh.

Wang Meihua's body went slightly weak but retorted in a defiant tone: "I'm worried you won't be able to handle it."

Wang Dahai's hand ventured further in and found it was already wet as a swamp.

How desperate is this woman, really?

"Don't you start begging for mercy later, Mrs. Wang."

After leaving the restaurant and returning to the hotel, as soon as they entered the room, Wang Dahai picked her up, threw her onto the bed, and stripped her bare in a flash.

In no time, Wang Meihua let out a melodious scream.

A dozen minutes later, all that remained were the pleading sounds of Wang Meihua.

The two fought until evening, with Wang Meihua initially holding up but eventually it became Dahai's home ground.

When they left the hotel, Wang Meihua was trembling as she walked.

"Little bastard, you're trying to kill your sister!" Biting her lip, Wang Meihua shuddered at the thought of the afternoon's events.

She thought she could handle Wang Dahai, but this little guy, he's just too fierce.

Wang Dahai asked, "Mrs. Wang, will you come out again tomorrow?"

"Not coming out!"

Wang Meihua huffed, "I need to rest up properly."

"Uh... okay then."

After eating out, Wang Meihua felt somewhat recovered and then took a taxi to leave.

Otherwise, with the state she was in when she just left the hotel, if she had gone home, Qin Fuhai would have definitely noticed.

Although Qin Fuhai knew she messed around outside, bringing this matter to light would still have some impact.

Returning to the villa, Wang Dahai finally took out his phone.

"Did you get it all on camera?"

"Yeah."

"Send it to me."

Before long, Zhao Qian sent all the captured content to Wang Dahai.

Just as Wang Dahai was about to carefully inspect the content, Zhao Qian said, "There's also a USB drive in the safe."

That immediately piqued Wang Dahai's interest.

A USB drive kept in a safe could only mean – even his toes could tell – it was filled with unspeakable secrets.

Wang Dahai asked, "Did you check what's inside?"

"No, I was afraid I wouldn't have enough time."

That made sense; if Qin Fuhai had discovered her halfway through, it would have been problematic.

"There's no rush, then," said Wang Dahai, "There will always be a chance."

He immediately left the villa, heading back to his rental.

He needed to retrieve his laptop.

No matter when he got the USB drive, he had to be prepared in advance.

He realized that the drive must contain some heavyweight content.

When he returned to the rental, the lights were on in the living room, with Jiang Rou and Zhou Qian having dinner.

Both women were surprised to see him unexpectedly return.

Jiang Rou's gaze was gentle and probing as if she wanted to ask something.

But in front of Zhou Qian, she felt it was inappropriate to ask.

Zhou Qian looked indifferent, showing no sign of what had occurred between her and Wang Dahai.

Wang Dahai was somewhat impressed with this woman.

It was as if everything between them was just a fleeting dream, unable to leave the slightest ripple in her heart.

Wang Dahai went inside, grabbed his computer, and left.

Jiang Rou felt a hint of dejection.

It had been quite a few days since Wang Dahai had come back, and they had only chatted via text.

She always felt that Wang Dahai was intentionally shutting her out, and despite his claims of being busy these days, she couldn't help but let her thoughts run wild.

Back in the villa, Wang Dahai plugged in the computer and took out his phone to call Han Lan.

"Director Han, are you busy?"

"Not at all, what's up?"

It had been a while since the two of them last made contact.

But Han Lan was always busy with work and had no time to dwell on these matters.

Wang Dahai said, "Director Han, does Qin Fuhai have any business trips coming up?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Heh, just don't worry about it for now. Keep an eye out for me, and if he's going on a trip soon, let me know immediately."

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